Act 1 / Scene 1
” This hot pink one is going to knock his socks off, guaranteed!” coaxed my shopping companion.
“I don’t know… isn’t it like too see-through? I don’t want him to get the wrong idea. After all its my first date after the breakup and I know I am not ready for something major just as yet,” I was dilly dallying the inevitable for arguing with my Gay bestie over clothing was a no-win every time.
“Thats the whole point, darling! Make him wild for you. Please tell me you still have that Victoria’s secret brassiere we order binged last time during our mad wine session?” he cajoled some more.
Oh what the hell!! I need all the arsenal I could get to bolster my confidence. After all it was a long fraught 5 year divorce battle that was over and I could finally think of getting on with my life. And a date with a new guy was a step in the right direction.
Act 2 / Scene 1
Palms sweating, I was texting all my besties as I was too nervous to go out on this date, now that the day was here.
Courage woman Courage, I thought to myself as I hurriedly grabbed the wine bottle for one last sip and then gathered my stuff to sail out.
Act 2 / Scene 2
I could see him seated at the wheel, drumming his fingers impatiently as I struggled to open the uber heavy door of his SUV. Damn! He didn’t even get out of the car to greet me or even open the door for, I mentally pouted!
“So we are going out? I thought we could stay in?” he grunted at me.
A. No “wow you look amazing!”
B. I was clear we are going for a drive and coffee. Maybe later we will see what to do was left hanging in all our texts so far.
“Shit he is expecting IT on a first date!!!!”
” EJECT! EJECT!! EJECT NOW! “
I smiled and flicked my hair hoping he would notice and say something nice. No dice! Ohhh-kkkay I could no longer kid where this was headed and we were still to exit my condo society as we were circling the long perimeter.
“I think I want to go back to my place!!” As soon as the words were out, I knew I had made a blunder for he perked up with a grin and spun the car in a wide arc, racing it to my tower.
Shit! Moron! Now what are you going to do Ms Smarty pants in see-through-hot-pink-top-with-uber-sexy-you-know-what which he is yet to acknowldge!!!!
Act 2 / Scene 3
As I got off, I was thankful for all the wine in my system for I could muster enough courage to politely explain to him that this was a mistake as I am in no mood to have sex, whereas that’s all what seems to be on his mind.
His furious expression made me glad I had gotten out of the car first and the tower guard was visible.
“Bitch!! You are such a goddamned tease. Or wait is it that you are frigid? No wonder your husband left you, you bloody Ice maiden!!!! I so want to make you repent for what you did to me tonight” he spat out with enough venom to take out ten cobras.
Come support this initiative with your opinion if you feel strongly about body/image shaming; for I am hosting folks writing their experiences, opinions on this topic on my blog for next few weeks.
This post has been written for the second prompt of the #BarAThon ” Of Ice & Men” – So dear readers, whats your take on a woman’s right to say “My body, My rules” ? Or is she a tease in the first place, begging for it?
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